Instead I'm Going to Write

Write about anything that grieves,

my heart, soul, and anything

keeping me from feeling whole.

I'm going to make my pen deliver my soul.

Like Jesus.

Instead of baptismal, water?

Use, the words on the lines of these pages, so incredibly, and strategically,

genius!

From the bowls of emotion,

100% feel this!

Work of art.

SAMO © bitch.

Do I need 2 SPELL it OUT⁉

Pulled together, rebuilt by the fragments of my mind, body and soul.

After the world, family, lovers, and my deep-fried-friends,

MF Doomed me, and tore me apart.

Now I'm speaking from the heart.

From the arteries themselves.

Letting the lexis, spill the tea, through the veins of

these cracks within the white, and royal blue, pattern, on my China mug.

Yes, Queen! I'm sitting on a carved wooden chair, sipping.

Pass the sugar and cream.

Perhaps a silver spoon, to stir the steeped

liquid that I'm drinking...

Please?

©I.M👑me

-- xo--👄